crowds follow

Lillian “gathers” poets to write quadrilles at dVerse this week…

 

Gather
for instruction
in synagogue
teacher sits down,
unrolls scripture scroll
“I have come”

Gather
for confrontation
in street
demon-possessed boy
falls, foams, rolls on ground
“Evil be gone.”

Gather
for healing
in home
lame man stands, rolls up mat
“You’re made whole.”

 

 

way of Christ’s triumphal entry (beggar)

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inheritance

 

Mother died, age twenty-five

(of flu-asthma complication)

I, barely 16 months & weaned,

bereft.  of primal-love relation.

 

Passed fears of childhood years

(growing up with best-step brother)

when mom’s older sister said to me,

“you remind me of your mother.”

 

“Oh, tell me how, right now” I cried

breath-bated wait for answer

she smiled at me and said, ”I see

it’s plain-obvious in your manner,

 

Voice like hers & when you speak

your hands move just as hers had”

precious-treasure words I heard…

while mirror says I look like dad!

 

 

Kim is hosting inherited “body image” poetics prompt at dVerse Poets

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cultured pearl

Chèvre hosts Carpe Diem Haiku Kai with romancing mountain haiku…

 

allure of japan

haiku-ing cherry blossoms

above…mount fuji

 

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learn to work/work to learn

“One bun” (one line haibun) written for CDHK on “apprentice” theme.


 

I taught our sons how to learn and my husband taught them how to work.

 

apprenticed five sons

teacher married a farmer

schooling family style

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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psalm for earth day

Psalm 104 is a poem that celebrates creation! I write a humble triolet for earth day. Okay, I’m a day late but to a farmer every day is earth day, right?!

 

bless the Lord who forms the earth
he calls us to be caretakers
let creatures thrive, let life give birth

bless the Lord who forms the earth
air, water, soils of priceless worth
we’re selfish wasteful mess makers

bless the Lord who forms the earth
he calls us to be caretakers

 

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breathe prayer of thanks

Following surgery to remove melanoma, my dear friend’s PET scan is clear…no sign of cancer!

 

sunshine after snow

perfume of spring in the air

laughing daffodils

 

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pond-erings

Sarah hosts “ekphrastic” poetry (inspired by visual art) at dVerse Poets!

 

Wheels
whizzing
on steep
downhill
bike path
trying to
avoid fallen
acorns and
slick goose
droppings
which may
skid tires
and flip a
rider over
handlebars
splashing
into cool
water and
algaed
scum of
Cooter’s
Pond…
may also
disturb
turtles or
crawdads
buried in
muddy
bottom

Whooaah!

 

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lonely or alone is a choice

Linking to Carpe Diem Haiku Kai‘s “loneliness” haibun prompt.

 

My husband and I don’t sleep together anymore. Yes, it happened slowly and yet it was by choice…my husband’s but I influenced him. As newlyweds buying furniture, I encouraged him to pick out a recliner but, not wanting to be a “lazy boy” by association, he declined.  

For years, I was a poor sleeper who desperately sought rest. I complained if awakened when hubby worked late (often), rose early (sometimes), or got up during night to check livestock (seasonal). My alert sensory apparatus took intense interest in all these nocturnal comings and goings. Worries about my husband’s apparent workaholism aggravated my insomnia. I was a co-dependent sleeper to a man who had little appreciation for circadian rhythms. 

Fast forward to time our middle son broke his leg and the doctor suggested he sleep in a recliner with his leg raised. I called my husband from the surgery center. “Honey, if you ever  wanted a recliner, now would be the time to buy one. Why don’t you go pick one out?” He did; it would be a life-changing decision.

Our son’s recovery led to my husband’s discovery…that recliner was comfortable! He could fall asleep to a movie without me grumbling about noise in bed. When calving season came, he would get up during the night, check cows, and spend remaining hours of darkness in the chair so as not to wake the queen. It eventually became a habit since we both slept better.

On vacation, camping or otherwise, we enjoy sleeping together…time apart seems to have a “honeymoon effect” when we reunite. And my husband knows he’s welcome to visit anytime!

 

ships pass in the night

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farmer snores in recliner

dear wife sleeps in peace

 

ominous chill

My attempt at “fusion” prompt (see CDHK) to fuse two haiku into one new one.

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the crow has flown away:

swaying in the evening sun,

a leafless tree.

 

over the wintry

forest, winds howl in rage

with no leaves to blow.

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raucous wind stirs crows

black “leaves” clinging to bare tree

murderous caws rise

© lynn__

 

 

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on weathering spring snowstorm

This could be a lullaby or children’s poem but kind of romantic too…what do you think?    The repeating question and rhythm is similar to a wonderful children’s bedtime book, Where Does the Brown Bear Go? by Nicki Weiss. 

 

where do red robins go

my love, do you know

where do red robins go

when it snows?

 

they hide in evergreen

branches, soft and low

they hide in evergreens

when it snows.

 

but where do sparrows go

my love, do you know

where little sparrows go

when it blows?

 

they don’t mind the cold

watch the birds to know

how to cuddle ~this~ close

when it blows!

 

 

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spiritual connection

 

Prayer is sharing an intimate conversation with God.

 

open the scripture

listen, study, meditate

speak response from heart

 

 

 

 


“One bun” (haibun of one line of prose plus haiku) in response to CDHK prompt.

 

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sand romance

Chevrefeuille is “romancing haiku” at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai

 

love absorbs sun’s heat

footprints on secluded beach

warm kiss remembered

 

 

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photo by lynn

 

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